Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

Deuce, revolver was my problem solver
Had a def girl, really didn't involve her
In the of a gangster, use to rob bankster
But now I'm locked up, I'm a punk low rankster

Jail cells know me too well
Seems like built on Earth my own personal hell
No matter how I climbed, somehow I always fell
I guess a lot of got this story to tell
No matter how cold you roll, you simply win
It's always fun in the but pain in the end

Pain, pain, pain,

Organized crimer, big finder
In and out of institutions, ever I was a minor
But now I'm on the bricks, in the mix
Crime smarts hard for some new street tricks

I think I'll join a gang, sling a little
Put a beeper on my belt and get myself a
sneakers, silk shirts, 24-7 work
Nine to to survive, you gotta be a jerki

I clock two grand a day, yet I was to play
Who me at Dee's? It wouldn't work, no way
I'm a big haver but not the last laugher
For me infamy me no autographer

Custody my dreams, nightmares of capture
Paranoid of surveillance, of cameras
My bigger but so are my fears
Past records proved players limited years

But I'm the rest, known to be the best
Fast money, wealth my eternal quest
I hustle all night long, there no gain in rest
12 gauge close range, on my chest

I looked his face, I thought he was my friend
My boy had me set up, this would never mend
No matter who you trust, you simply win
It's always fun in the beginning but pain in the end

Pain, pain, pain,

rope wearer, neighborhood terror
Can't around my mother 'cause she says I scare her
Got a light from too much pool side sittin'
phone keeps me on 'cause there ain't no quittin'

Mind's in a money mode, seems it should explode
on my jammie, got a female overload
Young street messiah, professional
19 gotta Benz, 21 retire

Crazy money, it funny, suckers lovin' my jock
But there's some people at my door that even knock
Task force boomin', doggin' my out, can't shout
F.B.I. got a gun in my

Threw me on the floor, called my a whore
Pulled ten G's out my mattress and was lookin' for
Cracked my safe with an axe, then out to the max
When they seem my kickin' it in twenty G stacks

Booked me on ten counts, bails of different amounts
The charges stuck like glue, some that I pronounce
threw my ass the book, my life wa surely took
And they gave my girl, ten years for hangin' out with a crook

She played the game herself, lane quick wealth
No respect for the law or the health
The sweat of greed is not reserved for men
It's always fun in the beginning but it's in the end

Pain, pain, pain, pain,